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Poster: deadpolitics Date: Nov 27, 2009 2:01pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: What do your kids listen to? Does it make you cringe?

I don't have kids but it's definitely disconcerting to hear what music is so popular these days. Endless references to getting fucked up, getting and spending money, and so much sex...

Anyway, that song "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga really bothers me... just gonna post the lyrics and you can decide for yourself:

"Just Dance"
(feat. Colby O'Donis)

A red one
Konvict
Gaga

I've had a little bit too much
All of the people start to rush.
Start to rush by.
A dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man.
Where are my keys, I lost my phone.
What's going on on the floor?
I love this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore.
Keep it cool what's the name of this club?
I can't remember but it's alright, alright.

[Chorus:]
Just dance. Gonna be okay.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Spin that record babe.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Gonna be okay.
Duh-duh-duh-duh
Dance. Dance. Dance. Just dance.

Wish I could shut my playboy mouth.
How'd I turn my shirt inside out? Inside out, right.
Control your poison babe
Roses have thorns they say.
And we're all gettin' hosed tonight.
What's going on on the floor?
I love this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore.
Keep it cool what's the name of this club?
I can't remember but it's alright, alright.

[Chorus]

[Colby O'Donis]
When I come through on the dance floor checking out that catalogue.
Can't believe my eyes so many women without a flaw.

And I ain't gonna' give it up, steady tryna pick it up like a call
I'm gonna hit it, I'm gonna hit it and flex and do it until tomorrow, yeah
Shorty i can see that you got so much energy
The way you twirling up them hips round and round
There's no reason at all why you can't leave here with me
In the meantime stay, let me watch you break it down.

[Chorus]

Half Psychotic, Sick hypnotic got my blueprint its symphonic.
Half Psychotic, sick hypnotic got my blueprint electronic.
Half Psychotic, Sick hypnotic got my blueprint its symphonic.
Half Psychotic, sick hypnotic got my blueprint electronic.

Go. Use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle
I got it, just stay close enough to get it
Don't slow! Drive it, clean it lysol, bleed it
Spend the last dough
(I got it)
In your Pocko
(I got it)

[Chorus]

I guess as I was growing up we had 112 singing "We Can Do It Anywhere" on the radio:


Here we are all alone
You and me,
Privacy
And we can do anything
Your fantasy
I wanna make your dreams come true
Can you hear?
She's calling me
Between your legs Loud and clear
I wanna talk back to her
Make love to her
I wanna hear you scream my name

We can make love in the bedroom
floating on top of my waterbed
I'm kissing you
Running my fingers through your hair
In the hallway
Making our way beside the stairs
We can do it anywhere...
I can love you in the shower
Both of our bodies dripping wet
On the patio we can make a night you won't forget
On the kitchen floor
As I softfully pull your hair
We can do it anywhere, anywhere...

I love the way your body feels
On top of mine so take your time
We got all night
Girl, you know I like it slow
And I know you like it too, baby
Please don't stop I feel it now
You feel it, too
You're shivering
Ooh, you put me close to you
Just let it flow
There's no other place to go

We can make love in the bedroom
floating on top of my waterbed
I'm kissing you
Running my fingers through your hair
In the hallway
Making our way beside the stairs
We can do it anywhere...
I can love you in the shower
Both of our bodies dripping wet
On the patio we can make a night you won't forget
On the kitchen floor
As I softfully pull your hair
We can do it anywhere, anywhere...

[Zane]
Z too hot to stop
So we goin' from the bedroom to the floor
Let you know a nigga miss you when out on tour
When our tongues touch
Have a playboy thinkin' so much
Roll a Dutch,
Let me tell you it turns me on
When 112 sing to you
What kinda feeling do it bring to you?
I pump hard till you say I'm being mean to you
I know the ice Roley gleam to you
A true playa's what I seem to you
And if you want it
We can do it in the Black 500
Wit' the top down
In overdrive when we ride cuz I'm hot now
You got me goin',
I don't think I wanna stop now
Z feenin' like a criminal on lockdown
So let's get a way to get away
You gettin' hot baby, please don't melt away
I got a crib on the beach Palmetto-way
And here's your personal key to see me everyday
112...


(Repeat until songs fades)

We can make love in the bedroom
floating on top of my waterbed
I'm kissing you
Running my fingers through your hair
In the hallway
Making our way beside the stairs
We can do it anywhere...
I can love you in the shower
Both of our bodies dripping wet
On the patio we can make a night you won't forget
On the kitchen floor
As I softfully pull your hair
We can do it anywhere, anywhere...